Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together.
Ovid,, A. D. Melville, E. J. Kenney (2008). “Metamorphoses”, p.1, Oxford University Press
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